Infinitely Losing My Edge
Yeah, I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
The kids are coming up from behind.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids from Kuwait and from Salvador.
But I was there.
I was there in 1979.
I was there at the first Second Layer show in South London.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge to the kids whose footsteps I hear when they get on the decks.
I'm losing my edge to the internet seekers who can tell me every member of every good group from 1968 to 1978.
I'm losing my edge.
To all the kids in Mumbai and Copenhagen.
I'm losing my edge to the art-school New York kids in little jackets and borrowed nostalgia for the unremembered nineties.
I'm losing my edge.
I'm losing my edge.
I can hear the footsteps every night on the decks.
But I was there.
I was there in at the first Suicide practice in a loft in New York.
I was working on the marimba sounds with much patience.
I was there when Robert Palmer started up his first band.
I told him, "Don't do it that way. You'll never make a dime."
I was there.
I was the first guy playing Royal Trux to the jazz kids.
I played it at the 40 Watt.
Everybody thought I was crazy.
We all know.
I was there.
I was there.
I've never been wrong.
But I'm losing my edge to better-looking people with better ideas and more talent.
And they're actually really, really nice.
I'm losing my edge.
I heard you have a compilation of every good song ever done by anybody.
Every great song by La Düsseldorf. All the underground hits.
All Michelle Simonal tracks. I heard you have a vinyl of every Radiopuhelimet record on German import.
I heard that you have a white label of every seminal dance hit - 1985, '86, '87.
I heard that you have a CD compilation of every good '70s cut and another box set from the '70s.
I hear you're buying a clarinet and a synthesizer and are throwing your macbook out the window because you want to make something real. You want to make a Kaleidoscope record.
I hear that you and your band have sold your theremin and bought a synthesizer.
I hear that you and your band have sold your synthesizer and bought a theremin.
I hear everybody that you know is more relevant than everybody that I know.
But have you seen my records?
Neil Young & Crazy Horse,
Fear,
Rekid,
Youth Brigade,
kango's stein massive,
Juan Atkins,
The Motions,
Eric Dolphy,
The Tremeloes,
Deadbeat,
Beasts of Bourbon,
Stiv Bators,
Jerry Gold Smith,
Spandau Ballet,
Camron Feat. Jay Z And Juelz,
The Evens,
The Chocolate Watch Band,
Lafayette Afro Rock Band,
The Searchers,
Nas,
Roxette,
The Dead C,
Blake Baxter,
Pet Shop Boys,
Gregory Isaacs,
The Fortunes,
Roy Ayers Ubiquity,
Soul Sonic Force,
Louis and Bebe Barron,
The Monks,
Theoretical Girls,
DJ Style,
Spoonie Gee,
F. McDonald,
Newcleus,
KRS-One,
Au Pairs,
Television,
Vladislav Delay,
The Leaves,
Kurtis Blow,
Crispian St. Peters,
The Count Five,
Andrew Ashong & Theo Parrish,
The Fugs,
The Alarm Clocks,
Warren Ellis,
Radiohead,
Ornette Coleman,
Ash Ra Tempel,
Marc Romboy vs. Booka Shade,
Anthony Braxton,
Q65,
Barbara Tucker,
Art Ensemble Of Chicago,
Black Bananas,
Bauhaus,
Eurythmics,
Lucky Dragons,
Marmalade,
Supertramp,
The Blackbyrds,
Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water, Trumans Water.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.
You don't know what you really want.